The unforgettable day

Chapter One

The pair of best friends barely made it through the front door of the shop before there was a awkward moment of silence and they were wrapped around each other, lips melded in a searing kiss that was leaving them both breathless.

Restless hands tugged at clothes, pushing coats off shoulders and pulling shirts out of waistbands before they separated long enough to flick them over each others heads. Dean's hands roamed her back, looking for the clasp of her bra before flicking it open and moving around to mould them in his hands.Kytarah let out a breathless sigh as their lips broke contact and started roaming down her neck licking and nibbling all the way down to her breasts. Unwrapping her arms from around him he tugged the bra down and Kytarah had a second to blush before his lips were on her warm flesh again. Licking and sucking, he was driving her crazy, and he knew it. Her hips kept bucking towards him, and he knew if he didn't hurry and get them to the back room, he'd take her at the front door. Not that he minded, but even though it was dark, he didn't believe she'd want to parade herself this way.

"Come on" he ground out lifting his head long enough to speak and grab her hand as they all but ran to the back room.

In the back room she turned to him and reached down to undo his belt and push his pants and his boxers down his thighs at the same time. He groaned aloud as her hand wrapped around his length and he pulled her face up in a kiss. Bunching her skirt up around her waist, he ran his fingers up and down the sides of her thighs before weaving them through her damp curls. Her hand came to a halt and she moaned his name before breaking away and looking up at him with passion clouded eyes.

She bit her lip as she walked backwards until she bumped up against his work table. Letting go of him she hoisted herself up onto the work table and spread her legs for him. He's not sure where her panties went, or even if she was wearing any to begin with, but he tossed that thought out of his head as he knelt down in front of her, grasping her knees with his hands as he slowly, tauntingly, kissed up her thighs.

"Dean..." his name came out in a breath, and he grinned against her inner thigh, his finger drawing circles on legs as he moved them up before grabbing her ass as he pressed his face closer. She moaned again and opened her legs wider as his face got closer to her centre, right where she wanted him and she couldn't hold back the shudder as his tongue licked her folds, her hands gripped his head and held him there as he licked and nibbled, driving her crazy. His hand came up and he tested her opening with a finger, sliding in slowly to let her get accustomed to the feeling, before adding another, curling them as he he moved them, pressing them into her, trying to feel all of her, inside and out.

She could barely breathe as her hips started to buck against his mouth and hands, her insides twisting. Almost there-

His name left her mouth with a garbled sigh as she came around his fingers and against his face, and she pulled his face away from her core and brought it to her lips, kissing him soundly, enjoying the taste of her on his tongue, as she rode out the rest of her orgasm on his fingers.

"Kytarah" he breathed as he rested his forehead against hers.

When she opened her eyes, he could tell she wanted more, and knew that he needed release. She reached for him again, but he pulled away and let her hop down behind him, following him to the narrow cot, enjoying the view him in just his socks. He turned his face towards her, a knowing look in his eyes, and she bit her lip as she closed the distance between them, grabbing him by the shoulders and pulling him to her. She kissed him again, wrapping herself around him and some how still pushing him towards the cot. They all but fell into the cot, and Kytarah pushed him further down when he tried to get up.

"Kytarah?" he asked as he watched her face light up.

She let her hands roam, her lightly scraping across his nipples, causing him to moan and thrust his hips slightly. She replaced her fingers with her mouth, pulling one of his pebbled nipples in her mouth, laving at it with her tongue. He let out his breath in a hiss, grabbing at her head with one hand, her hips with his other.

"Kytarah-" he let out, sounding as breathless as she felt.